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006 | High School Debut

Who: Everyone!
What: Substitute teaching
When: All day April 5
Where: A large public school in Tokyo
Summary: There are too many teachers sick and the Far Shore residents need to help fill in!

For some reason or another, many teachers have gotten sick just as the new school year is starting! In a panic, the school is seeking out every substitute teacher they can find, which is still not enough, and so the gods have to step in as reinforcements. And the Heavens are insisting on Far Shore residents helping strictly because this sickness seems so darn suspicious.

So anyone who looks old enough is being asked to step in as a substitute teacher and anyone who looks young enough is being asked to blend in as a new student, all to help the school and find out what exactly is causing this mysterious illness plaguing only the teachers of this school. There are many subjects open to teach and all Far Shore residents are expected to act as if they properly belong in this school while conducting their investigation. That means you'll have to teach properly or attend classes, depending on which role you've taken on.

Some gods might even find it useful to try and get information out of students by possessing one of their own, therefore guaranteeing the trust of the others around them. It's all up to you how you choose to investigate!

Newcomers will find the following note in their pockets as they are transferred to the school:

Greetings and apologies for the strange introduction.

I am sure you have many questions and concerns, but you have appeared at a very inconvenient time. Please attempt to help us, if you can, and we will reward you to the best of our abilities.

If you have any questions, you can seek out the counselor. Too many students underestimate what a good counselling session can do towards helping to alleviate their fears and uncertainties.

Kindest regards,
☼ Amaterasu ☼

Classes

Being a big school, there are dozens of different subjects available. As teachers, you can practically teach anything you would like to, and as students you are facing a constant stream of completely different kinds of information. Maybe the school needs to tone it down a bit on how many different subjects they offer...

Hallways

The hallways are always a great place to mingle and get to know the other students in the school. You'll see all sorts in the hallways, ranging from the beautiful girls being followed by their fanboys all the way to the delinquents who are promptly making their way away from the classrooms for the rest of the day. Hopefully somebody around here will be able to give you a heads up as to what's going on.

Lunch

Lunchtime is the easiest time to gather gossip and information. Whether you are staying in the classroom with a bento or heading to the cafeteria to wrestle for some bread or spending your lunch in the faculty room with the rest of the not-sick teachers, you will find that both the students and the faculty are more prone to chatting during lunch. And a lot of them talk about a curse laid on the school because of the late principal...

Counselling

Surprisingly enough, there is a white-robed shinki in the counselling office of the school, and the golden chrysanthemum of Amaterasu can be found on her tunic as well as on the door to her small personal office. Oddly, all of the other students and faculty keep passing the door by, but the counselling shinki simply continues to smile gently all the same.

FINAL BOSS

Turns out there is something causing the illness in the teachers, and it's an exceedingly large ayakashi, one so large that no single god could possibly take it down. You'll have to all work together to weaken it enough for the rending to work on it.

The battle for the FINAL BOSS will be posted on the OOC date of July 17, all threads involving destroying him should go there when it is posted. All other events leading up to the FINAL BOSS battle should slowly build to figuring out that an ayakashi is at work.

In Summary:

Blend in
Make sure to go to class
Don't forget lunch!
Investigate the illness
Seek counselling if you need it
Defeat the FINAL BOSS
Have fun~

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[Is that a yes? That is a yes! Not a direct one but a yes all the same! She jumps up and holds two fingers by her cheek. Is that a 'V' for victory? Who knows.]

Roger!! If you're undecided i'l bring a few things! That way if you don't like something, you can try something else.

[This is great! But picking nothing sweet is going to be difficult. Sweets are great. How can they not settle well with him? She'll just have to give it her best to find something for Shun. Hopefully she can find something! Though she does blink at the sharp glance, her head tilting a bit]

Oh! [She points at him, but its not really at him.] Your thread! I can find anyone and everyone. That's my power.

[She looks around, luckily no one really is around. Odd for a hallway to be so empty. Was it class time? Oh well. She reaches out towards him as if plucking something out of the air. Once her fingers touch it, a glistening blue-gold tinted glowing thread starts to materialize. From her fingers, the 'life-thread' leads straight to Shun. If he tries, he can touch it but he won't be able to do anything pass that. It may also have an odd chill to it as if this thing is rooted somewhere deeper inside him than mere flesh or blood.]

I wasn't able to do this before but when I became a god here, I could. Everyone has a thread that leads to them. So I just need follows yours to find you.

[He almost regrets even that excuse for an agreement when he sees her reaction (and it shows through on his face pretty clearly in a slight scowl creeping back onto it), though that's probably just because even the bubbliest people he's happened on back home haven't been quite that overt about it. Hopefully she got the hint about not being too adventurous with whatever she gets, though he's not sure she did - in any case, sweets were struck off the list first for being something he'd probably outright spit out from shock rather than just almost do it. Even he has standards of behaviour that stop short of spitting food in someone's face.

At first, his brow furrows a bit when he sees where she's pointing, and he tries to identify what's there even as she reaches out to something he can't see. The sudden appearance of the glowing thread leading into him almost makes him step back in surprise, and sure enough, he does try to touch it once that moment wears off. It's...more tangible than he was expecting, but it's clear she has the control over it, not him, and the chill it sends through his fingers makes his insides squirm uncomfortably. Even if it's just a thread, its end is somewhere he can't even describe from the feel of it, and he tenses visibly as he considers what more that could mean than tracking, the caution of the regularly hunted falling over him as he shifts back subtly and lets his hands slip away from it.]

...So it's your god power. [There's not much else he can say to something he found that disturbing.]

Yep! I can make regular threads too but that's it! I bet you have a super cool power too now that you're a god!

[She rubs the thread between her index and thumb thoughtfully before letting it drop. Once she's no longer touching it, it vanishes like it was never there to begin with. If anything she seems obvious to anything else it could be use for then finding lost friends. Hajime just smiles sweetly at him still trying to think of everything she should grab for him to try food wise.]

Are you sure you have no preference at all?

[Last chance Shun.

I heard something about that, but I haven't used whatever it is yet. [There was something about decay mentioned, he remembers, but the messengers didn't go into detail and he didn't have much cause to even attempt to use it in the midst of all this.

There's an audible, hard breath from him as she lets the thread go - even if she looks oblivious, his mind has already gone to places he'd really rather not think about. Her question gives him something to latch onto other than that, and though his answer isn't much changed, he takes the opportunity to clear his head.]

Nothing too strong-tasting, unless you want me to most likely spit it on you.

After we're done with the school I don't mind helping you figure out more about it. If you want!

[It's an offer. But she's already guessing he'll probably want to do that in private. Meeting new people is a hard but fun experience. Especially someone so serious. But that's okay. It's what makes Shun, Shun.]

If it happens, it happens. I use to help Pai-Pai after school with baby sitting. It won't be the first time. But I'll do my best to find something tasty!

[But please don't spit on her, cause that would be gross. Yep, definitely going to try to find something to fit his taste. She bounces up and takes a few steps backwards before spinning around on her heel. She waves, looking over her shoulder at him. She winks, giving another big smile.]

I'll B.R.B Kuuroro-san!

[Nickname found. Off she goes.]

I don't think there's much left to find out. I can probably figure it out by the time you get back anyway. [He's searched just about everywhere that seems likely by this point, and hasn't turned up a great deal from it anyway. Whatever this is, it's hiding pretty well outside of the spreading sickness.

He's still not entirely sure he's gotten through to her about the food, but he supposes he'll have to deal with it if he hasn't. He's just watching her bouncy little exit with a bit of a dry look on his face when he catches that nickname and almost literally bristles with annoyance.]

Don't call me that either. [Aaaaand she's gone. Oh well.

After a fashion, he ends up outside, crouched under a tree with his fingers around a small flower. As he touches it, the plant rots and withers, eventually crumbling to dust, and he rubs it in his fingers for a moment before he dips them back into the flower's remains.

A few moments later, like some kind of time-lapse video, the flower's withered shape reforms and fills out, becoming whole, healthy and live again. When he lets it go, it even looks a little better than it did before.]

[What takes her the longest is deciding what to grab. After going this way and that, she ends up giving up on the cafeteria and just teleports back to her temple. A bit of rambling through the kitchen and she ends up teleporting right back before heading off to find Shun. It isn't a difficult task, she just follows his thread. She's carrying a small basket this time as she makes her way quickly through the halls. Luckily no one catches this 'student' ditching her classes.]

Kuuroroooo-sannnnn~!

[She calls when she gets outside and spots him. She jogs over to him, panting a little.]

I'm back! What are you doing out here?

[Shun almost visibly winces at her yelling that nickname - obviously he didn't make himself clear enough earlier. Though he turns towards her at the call, it's not with a particularly impressed look on his face, and his initial response certainly isn't much better.]

I told you not to call me that. [It's not important enough for him to drive the point home too hard, though, and rather than respond directly to her question, he shifts his hand to a slightly larger flower and repeats what he was just doing.

It takes a few moments, but again, the flower withers, dies and crumbles before his contact with the scattered remains makes it reform and grow lively once more, petals and leaves filling out and losing even any wilt or rot they may have had before he started.]

Doing exactly what I said I would.

[She stops next to him as she leans to see what he's doing. She gapes a bit watching him preform his powers. It reminds her a bit of Utsu-tsu's abilties back home but his seem a bit more drastic? It's hard to compare without her fellow Gatchaman here. All the same, she adjusts the basket and claps her hands together]

Wow! That's really impressive! Looks like you really have it down to!

[She wasn't even gone for that long. When she first arrived to the Far Shore, it had taken awhile to figure out exactly how her god powers work. Shun is a quick study!]

[Being a quick study comes with the territory of having to pick up survival skills quickly or not be doing a lot of surviving. It also means he doesn't consider it that impressive - with a slight shrug, he straightens up, leaving the flowers be now that he's at least worked out the gist of his powers.

It's at this point that his roaming eyes notice the basket, and his brow immediately furrows in something between confusion and mild annoyance.]

How the hell did you get that much? [Familiar with cafeterias he is not, apart from that one prison one, but he at least knows that they don't exactly hand out food liberally.] Or should I just be asking why you even thought you needed that much?

Huh? Oh!

[She looks to the basket before holding it up a bit. There are multiple wrapped things inside so its hard to tell what exactly is inside. Just that there are a lot of items]

I couldn't find anything in the cafeteria that I think you might like, sooooo I went home zetta quick for more choices!

[She gives the basket a playful shake, smiling more because it seemed like a good idea. She's really trying to find him something tasty and its difficult because his tastes are so different from hers. She then reaches into the basket and kneels down. Setting it down on the ground she takes out a decent sized cloth. It's not big enough to be considered a blanket for a picnic but large enough for her to place the containers neatly on. Once the cloth is unfolded and smoothed out she sets to work to display what she brought. All the while she's humming some catchy upbeat song.

A minute or two and Hajime spreads her arms out to show the line up- Ta-Da~!

There's some onigiri - though the seaweed is also cut to make like happy faces. Some steamed meat buns, small assortment of various chopped fruit and a bag of pretzels. There's also a small box of pocky because she couldn't resist. Pocky isn't that strong of a flavor right? This is the best she can do for mild-tasting things on sort notice.]

I didn't think I needed this much but I wanted to give you a little bit of a selection. You're a hard person to pick food for so this gives us a better chance of finding something you might like!

[Well, that explains a lot. He should probably be pointing out that this isn't exactly the best way to keep their cover, but it's nearly the end of the day and nobody seems to have found anything yet despite the fact that the school's presumably been gone over with a fine-toothed comb by more people than him. So while he doesn't exactly like it, he doesn't have much of an excuse either.

He folds his arms as he watches her unpack, his tone a shade dismissive but the amount of trouble that seems to have been gone to here actually the point of contention, and that makes him feel more self-conscious than anything. It's a weird feeling.]

You didn't need to bother with all that. [The way it's said implies he considers it a waste of time, rather than just considering it unfamiliar and weird to be presented with this amount of food by someone he just met. He's used to food being a commodity, after all.

By the time it's all spread out, Shun is frowning even more, the eyes that normally keep track of everything that's happening around him trying to identify the choices. He recognises them, at least, which is reassuring in that at least she didn't go far out of left field with anything, but there's nothing even close to the mass-feeding broths and other simple, mostly liquid-based foods he's been largely confined to for the last few years. So much for starting with something more familiar.]

...I don't see how not wanting anything with a strong taste makes me hard to pick for.

[Because of course he doesn't. He spends a moment wrestling with his own pride and the fact that he doesn't want to waste food that she clearly can't eat herself despite him being ambivalent about the gesture and unused to it, the conflict only visible on his face as a grimace, before he reaches down and picks up one of the onigiri. The happy face gets an unamused frown, and he doesn't move to eat it yet, but it's a start, even if he's apparently forgotten any meal-related politeness to boot.]

[Clearly this mission is of no worry to her. Hajime trusts in her fellow friends. Everything will work out. It has too! She'll be there when she needs to be. But right now, she needs to be here!
The lack of manners is fine. Hajime is pleased to see him finally pick something, despite the frown. The extra food can easily be offered away to students or the fellow Far Shore residents wandering the building but she isn't going to mention that just yet.]

It just is hard! I like food with a lot of flavor and that's how I like to cook. I don't make too many plain things. You know...you and Yuto sure are similar in a lot of ways. Even if he doesn't remember anything, watching you makes me think of when I first met him. It's sort of cute! You're cute!

[She giggles a bit at that, watching curiously. Will he take a taste? Will it suit his taste? The Gatchaman is eager to see how it plays out. At the end of the day, Kuuroro is Kuuroro so there's no telling how things would go. They had only just met, luckily it seemed like this place gave them nothing but time.]

[While she talks, Shun is giving the rice ball a critical eye - he can't tell whether it's plain or what it has in the middle if anything, and he doesn't really want to end up with something unexpected in his mouth. So rather than go all-in, he restrains the general instinct to finish as fast as possible and instead bites off a corner, managing to only get seaweed and rice. The clash of textures makes him wrinkle his nose a bit, but he doesn't spit it up, which is a good sign.

Or, at least, he doesn't until he's halfway through swallowing and Hajime calls him cute. He practically inhales the little lump of food in an attempt to shout her down, and ends up not really being able to make any protest beyond a brief coughing fit for a few moments. By the time he's done, he might as well be simmering for the look on his face.]

What the hell is that supposed to mean? [His tone is practically daring her to elaborate on pain of...probably no more than an even angrier Shun in this case. If she'd stopped at comparing him to Yuto, he would've been fine, but that was a step further he wasn't expecting.

Though he's still making a spirited attempt not to grind his teeth at the time, he lets out a harsh breath and allows himself to clear up at least one thing about that comment.]

We come from the same background. It's expected we'd be similar in some ways.

[ That reaction is priceless though the coughing fit makes her stand up. She should have brought something to drink, but he seems fine.]

What do you mean? It's means what it means! Like kittens are really cute. But so are dogs! People are cute in all kinds of ways too. The way you are is like....a spicy kind of cute! It's got a kick! Sizzle sizzle sizzle~

[She throws in those sound effects as holds her hands up and wiggles her fingers as if they were tiny flames. A dangerous kind of cute that if you're not careful when you get close close you might burned! While they seemed similar, Yuto was a different style. Still cute but in a calmer way. He usually came off pretty cool and serious. Fire and Ice BF5EVA? Hajime just smiles that much more at that thought. Her hand shoots up into the air.]

Kuuroro-san! I'm happy I got to meet you today!

[Mentioning little kittens as a comparison point is not helping his mood, and he has to make an active effort not to just put his face in his hands for a few moments at that entire comment and pretend it didn't happen. The last few years has been a cacophony of anyone not a close friend either looking up to him or fearing him in varying degrees, and this kind of behaviour is a pretty jarring way to return to some kind of functioning society.]

I have no idea what you're talking about, and I don't want to know.

[His tone is almost comically flat, like he's just completely run out of reactions to have to this and can't figure out where to go from here. For lack of anything else to do, he takes another bite of the onigiri that he doesn't choke on this time. There's a small frown at her declaration, but he at least doesn't seem to take as much offense to it, instead giving a huff that might be amused or derisive. Or both.]

That's a first. [There's very few people he could safely say have ever been happy to meet him.]

[Hajime blinks at that. She's use to people not understanding what she says but its the second bit that gets her. The first to be happy to met him? That's strange.]

Really? Why?

[Sure Shun is a bit of a stick in the mud and moody but he isn't a bad person! He cares! That was clear by his reaction to Yuto. He's probably a really good friend.

She brings her hand down to point at him as she winks]

Then I'm happy to be your first too!

[Hajime means it too. She giggles a bit before letting her arm fall the rest of the way. The fact that he is eating is a plus to! She picks up the box of pocky and starts opening.]

I think you'll adjust just fine here! I believe in you Kuuroro-san!

[There's not much regarding his history that Shun's willing to explain on a first meeting, and he takes another bite of onigiri to cover coming up with a reasonable answer.]

Most of them are too busy being afraid. [It's said in a rather blunt manner, not a boast, but not ashamed either. It's just a fact of who he is and how he acts that his first impression tends to be memorable for all the wrong reasons.

The way she worded that is a bit questionable, but he shrugs it off and finishes the rice ball instead, flicking his tongue out to clean a bit of stray rice off the side of his finger. It might look somewhat cute, but not wasting any amount of food is force of habit by this point. The dry glare that follows immediately after says he's not paying what the motion looked like much mind.]

You're not going to stop calling me that, are you?

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